Oh no. How could this be?! The war as managed to spread to all corners of the region! Yakao Mocha has finally given in. The madness needs to be stopped. A new Organization known as the Blue Morpho has been created and Yakao has become its leader. Their purpose to save those who need protection from the Mayhem. Yasi has announced if Koba doesn't surrender she will initiate Plan Monarch Striker! Koba refuses to Back down! All three world leaders are now at each others throats! What are we to do? What can we do?! Be on your toes! Don't let you guard down...the real war...has begun.

The sky in Limrei was filled with puffy white clouds that drifted in the light blue water of the sky. Vernos had already left his house to start his day off. He has been so busy with helping around the town, doing his part and all that grand stuff that when he finally has a day off, a day like today, he doesn't even know what to do with it, "What to do, what to do..." He thought to himself as he began walking around. Everyone seemed so cheery it even looked like the sun might have been smiling. Days like today Vernos's always makes a mental note of. Although he always thinks positively most of the time he is still not oblivious about the war going on and is just waiting to see whether or not it will stretch their way. He was hoping it wouldn't or at least not yet anyways. He walked up to the large water fountain located in the center of the town and saw people tossing Gyun in it making wishes. The water sparkled a beautiful majestic blue as it shot several spouts of water from its head in the air. The droplets revealed a beautiful rainbow. "Why can't the world be like this?" he had said to himself sitting next to the fountain staring at its spouting streams of water.

Vernos listened to Day as he began to laugh in his face. At this moment in time Vernos was half expecting him to do such. Letting him speak and what not Vernos got a good grasp on Day's persona and his true purposes for joining his 'expedition'. Even then Vernos knew he had to play this all carefully, he wasn't going to use any one, and if people wanted to leave midway through the journey, who was he to stop them? He didn't particularly like Day's attitude but not everyone in the world is the same, he was bound to encounter someone like Day sooner or later.

"I can assure you here that the only one of us that will be tedious is you my friend. I may not look intimidating but I can most certainly hold my own, without Bonju," Vernos looked passed Day for a moment thinking about what his exact next course in action should be. His number were growing for the group he just needed to get a few more people then they can all go on their journey. Of course everyone will be going on the journey with their own intentions but that was the beauty of it all.

"Come by my place at around eight tonight and I will reveal to you a few things in regards to this mission. If you do not want to come thats completely fine, just know that we will be leaving in the next two days, so get everything you can from Limrei, if you need anything," Vernos wrote on a piece of paper the directions to his place and handed it to Day in hopes he would take it.

No statement yet made by Vernos had done anything to convince Day that the other was someone who would personally be serving as a source of quality entertainment. Yet there was a sole saving grace to the dreary nature of the endeavor, the subtle implication that there would be others who would be partaking in the sojourn as well. While Vernos himself provided little in the way of light hearted pleasure, those whom Day had seen Vernos in the presence of were certainly of the type that could ensure a time without boredom. The mystery of new faces and natures proving to tantalizing, Day plucked up the offered paper, tucking it away in a still damp pant pocket. Grinning to himself at the concept of prospective gaiety, Day turned from Vernos, letting his parting words drift backwards over his shoulder to Vernos, as if carried by some distant oceanic breeze.

”Pray that this journey of yours does not prove itself to be as dull as you strike me as, should you wish that I partake in it. I’ll indulge you in your little meeting, and perhaps even the fruitless quest as a whole, if for no reason other than that I don’t have anything else to do. I have nought but the wrappings upon my back and the weapons on my hip, and as one already on the road, preparation for travel is of no matter.” With an easy stride, Day departed from the square, leaving behind the glistening fountain which had miraculously, made it through the entirety of the encounter unscathed. What a boring town. Perhaps I’ll liven it up before I make my departure... Once more, Day convulsed, sneezing loudly, likely still a symptom of the damp. Or perhaps I could construe some manner by which I can get a little bit drier…